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National Poetry Month Day 19: Blank Stare, Blank Mind
The prompt I had for today was for blank stare. I’m not sure why this poem came out of that, but here it is, enjoy.
Blank Stare, Blank Mind
Words elicit
vacant reaction, bare response
Words elicit
a foolish mob mentality
behaviour extremes, density
of thought, never heeding what will
Words elicit
National Poetry Month Day 18: Parasite
Here’s today’s poem.
Parasite
A looming worm of a presence
Reflected reasoning to darkly justify
their self-centered need to control
Their words burrowing under your skin
Reflected reasoning to darkly justify
insidious behavior designed
to misuse and manipulate
Their self-centered need to control
excavates through your joy,
burying you under the need to please
Their words burrowing under your skin,
undermining fragile self-esteem
Breaking you one piece at a time.
National Poetry Month Day 17: Abandoned In The Undertow
Going a bit dark and thoughtful today.
Abandoned in the Undertow
Standing on the shore’s abyss
A smile, a nod, a final kiss
Swept into the ebb and flow,
abandoned in the undertow
Drifting within a dark damnation
Buoyant against grinding causation
Below the light sweet and slow,
abandoned in the undertow
Swallowed eternal by the deep
Dancing amid perpetual sleep
Tide and time will never bestow
abandoned in the undertow
National Poetry Month Day 16: Snowbirds
Just a short poem today.
Snowbirds
Fly away south
Far from the icy frost
A few moments in the sun
Before coming home
National Poetry Month Day 15: Traditions
Apparently I’m in a controversy mood this month with another thought-provoking poem.
Traditions
Don’t change our ways
We need our traditions
Respect our forbearers
While the hanging rope swings from the tree
We have the right to bear arms
We have the right to be heard
We must preserve our history
While the hanging rope swings from the tree
That’s how it was always done
I don’t see the harm in it
Things don’t have to change
While the hanging rope swings from the tree
